Chapter 122: 077: A slap in the face, turns out Ni Yan was not bragging! _5
Chapter 122: 077: A slap in the face, turns out Ni Yan was not bragging! _5
Chapter 122: 077: A slap in the face, turns out Ni Yan was not bragging! _5
Translator: 549690339
Li Dongliang said restlessly: “How could 1 have known she made so much money before!”
Qian Jinfeng continued: “No, we should increase her rent!”
“How much?” Li Dongliang asked next.
Qian Jinfeng held up one finger.
“io yuan?” Li Dongliang asked.
“No.” Qian Jinfeng shook her head.
Li Dongliang incredulously said: “It couldn’t be a hundred, could it?”
“Yes,” Qian Jinfeng nodded, “it is a hundred!”
A hundred?
You know, the rent for their entire shop was just a little over a hundred. This would mean that Ni Yang was paying their rent! Moreover, Ni Yang was just using some tables and stools, could she afford a hundred yuan?
Qian Jinfeng noticed Li Dongliang’s concerns, “Doesn’t pay? She dare not pay! If she doesn’t, I will not let her place things here! If it weren’t for placing her goods here, would she be able to earn so much money? I think a hundred is too little! In my opinion, it’s not unreasonable for Ni Yang to share half of her earnings with us!”
Li Dongliang nodded, “Hmm, you have a point.”
Qian Jinfeng was absolutely right! If it weren’t for their help, Ni Yang wouldn’t have been able to earn so much money. After all, the people Ni Yang should be most grateful to are their family.
Qian Jinfeng added: “Don’t worry about this, 1 will talk to her tomorrow morning.”
“Okay.”
After discussing the matter, the couple went to sleep.
The next morning, Qian Jinfeng cheerfully brought up the rent increase to Ni Yang.
A hundred?
Did Qian Jinfeng really think money flowed from a river?
Such audacity!
Ni Yang said with a full smile: “Auntie Qian, there are a few days left till next month. For this month, my rent agreement was settled with Uncle Li. At the beginning of next month, we can raise the rent. Don’t worry, I won’t shortchange you by a cent.”
Qian Jinfeng did not expect Ni Yang to agree to her request so readily. If she had known, she would have asked for more rent just now! Perhaps Ni Yang also understood that her profits were all thanks to their help!
Ni Yang, that foxy creature, seemed to have some sense after all!
Qian Jinfeng continued: “Yangyang, let’s take advantage of this spare time and sign the agreement for next month. You can also pay next month’s rent in advance.”
Ni Yang smiled and said: “Auntie Qian, let’s talk about next month when it comes. 1 don’t have that much money on me right now.”
Upon hearing this, Qian Jinfeng became displeased, “Your business is doing so well, how could you possibly not have money?”
Ni Yang began to complain, “No matter how good the business is, there are still costs involved, like fish, noodles, oil, labor costs. Each one costs money. Auntie Qian, you are also a businesswoman, you should understand why.”
Qian Jinfeng added: “How much could those things cost, don’t think 1 don’t know, the fish is not expensive at all!”
Ni Yang swiftly arranged the tables and stools, then said: “Goodbye, Auntie Qian. We ll talk about the rent next month.” She already had an agreement with Li Dongliang for this month’s rent, so she wasn’t afraid of Qian Jinfeng causing trouble.
By next month she would be long gone, leaving Qian Jinfeng frustrated!
Having said this, Ni Yang rode her bicycle off into the distance.
Qian Jinfeng spit on the ground out of anger, “Humph! Little vixen!”
Ni Yang wouldn’t be able to escape, next month was just next month then.
Qian Jinfeng thought to herself, should she adjust the rent to 200 yuan next month?
After all, they hold Ni Yang’s lifeline. As long as they don’t allow Ni Yang to place her items, she wouldn’t be able to do business.
Never mind 200, even if it were 300, Ni Yang would have to pay!
With this in mind, Qian Jinfeng felt quite pleased.
**
After hearing about Sun Chunxiang’s affairs, Liu Juan had wanted to see the noodle vendor herself.
She wanted to see what Sun Chunxiang’s so-called “little vixen” looked like.
It was finally Liu Juan’s day off. When she arrived, it was nearly eleven, but the stall still had a long queue.
At this moment, a clear, unmatched female voice sounded through the air, “There are only ten portions of noodle soup left, and the sour plum soup has sold out. There is no need to queue any longer. Come and get a small card from me. Tomorrow morning you can come and get a bowl of noodles for five cents cheaper.”
This voice, why did it sound so familiar?
Liu Juan frowned slightly.
She strode a few steps forward. Upon seeing the vendor, she was stunned.. The person selling the noodles was no one else but Ni Yang!